Cough.

Dear Blog Readers:
I lack fundamentals of art.

I am outside in 45degree weather, wishing it was snowing. Snow brings me time to think. It's so quiet. I feel myself entering physical hermitmode already. I want the bugs to come back into my brain again so the thinking is better. I want to switch back to Max for awhile. Mishenka and Zoe, they're leaving for the time being, for their story is sealed and done. It was quick, very quick, and I think it is good. Sometimes it's better that way.

Now if I could only settle on an ending for Fallen.